New Hope Recruitment Office, Coronado System

[Crayter Republic]

Whether brought along with your nation, through desperation or drawn by a cause, your journey takes you to the Coronado system. The shuttle drops you off at Camp New Hope, only a short distance from the recruitment centre. Coming out of the cold, there is the main desk for the Military offices, and a smaller stall next to a stack of crates with a couple of laid-back guys hanging around beside it.

After walking up to the Military desk, you are given the following form.

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The application below is for the para-military of the Republic. If you wish to join the para-military then apply here. Ontop of this there is a oath towards the bottom of this transmission which is a oath for the Nyx as your weapon. It is a required and necessary or you will fail your application. Good luck.

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[color=#FFFFFF][indent]Crayterian Fleet Database Entry #F-1752
Name:
Age:
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Biography:
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Your reasons for applying to the Military:[/indent][/color]

What would become known as the “Colonial Movers” started long ago, in the exodus from Crayter. Today, the Colonial Republic calls upon its oldest and most able handed transport captains, bolstered by ranks of fresh young kids, flying transports until age permits them to join fighting units. This loose fraternity of transport skippers, both young and old, are the new Atlas, balancing the economy of the Colonial Republic on its shoulders. It’s a dangerous galaxy, but like all true Colonials, these old sailors and bright-eyed youths take to the job with the same strength of spirit as their brothers, sisters, sons, and daughters in the military.

Alternatively, you have a chat with the guys near the crates....

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[color=#FFFFFF]What do we call you?
How old are you?
Where you from?
Tell us about yourself.
Why do you want to be a Mover?[/color]

Crayter Oath

Nyx is my weapon. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Nyx is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my Nyx is useless. Without my Nyx, I am useless. I must fly my Nyx true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will...
My Nyx and I know that what counts in war is not the shots we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit...
My Nyx is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its engines and its guns. I will keep my nyx clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My Nyx and I are the defenders of my nation. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life, those we left behind, and the Crayter!
So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
Signed ~~~~~~~

Parliament of Crayter Republic
Crayter Republic Parliament

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